It was always super early because I had such an anxiety about being late to things and having people stare at me.  Now, thankfully, it’s gotten to the point where it’s like ‘Oh, class started five minutes ago.  Maybe I should head over to that building now’.  Today I’m supposed to be someplace at 2, and it is now 2:01.  It’ll probably be ten minutes before I leave yet.  Granted, my punctuality isn’t crucial today, and people very rarely have to wait on me for anything.  It’s more of a ‘yay I’ve chilled the fuck out some and can stop being such a ball of crazy!’ kind of thing and don’t have to show up a day early to things.  (That was a mild exaggeration, for the record)